Boys are creatures with a stronger desire to win than girls. When they heard that they were going to play a game, they agreed without saying a word.
"Okay, what do you want to compare?" Xu Zihang has a gentlemanly demeanor and adheres to the principle of giving priority to women.
Of course, Song Ye was not polite. This pit was waiting for him to jump. He looked directly at Xu Zihang opposite him with a heavy gaze, "It's very simple. Whoever wins will be the boss in the future."
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The walking pace of the group suddenly stopped, and Xu Zihang frowned even more, his eyes looking rather awkward and strange, "Are you serious?"
"What I don't like the most is joking." Song Ye admitted generously, as if he was just here to play in the gym.
Wang Tiechuan was so frightened that he didn't know what to say, while the others couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Interesting, Brother Xu, this is the first time a girl has come to you not to express her feelings. It seems that Song Ye is really interested." I don’t know your name in No. 3 Middle School.”
Xu Zihang is the boss in the area of No. 3 Middle School. Not only is he handsome, but he also plays good basketball. Even if he fights outside, his grades are always among the best. The teacher turns a blind eye, and even more so Let girls flock to you.
He himself was quite confident, which was why he had such a weird expression when he heard Song Ye's challenge.
Where did this small body come from? Not only is he cold-tempered, he is also very courageous.
Faced with everyone's confusion and ridicule, Song Ye just looked at Xu Zihang quietly, "Do you dare?"
The three words "mundane" made several people shut up for no reason, and the atmosphere froze for a moment.
dare? Xu Zihang raised his eyebrows, as if he had heard a joke, and raised the corner of his mouth, "Okay, if you lose... you have to agree to a condition." After all, he is the boss, and it is normal for the conditions to be exchanged when both parties are fair.
Song Ye didn't notice the ambiguity of the terms of exchange between men and women at all, and nodded in agreement.
The other people winked, but didn't take it seriously. In their hearts, Xiao Jiujiuquan was gossiping about what conditions his boss would propose later. After all, they 100% believed that Xu Zihang would win.
There is a basketball court near No. 3 Middle School. It occupies a small area and is usually shared by people inside and outside the school. The equipment looks a bit old.
Entering the venue, there were still a few people playing ball. When they saw Xu Zihang, they all greeted him politely and took the initiative to give up their place. It was obvious that the name of the boss of No. 3 Middle School was quite famous outside.
The boys were getting ready to leave, taking off their heavy coats one after another, and began to do warm-up exercises eager to try, but Song Ye just turned his wrists and ankles on the side, the coat was still wrapped tightly, and others thought he had brought it without knowing it. A little brother came out to observe.
When it came time to actually take the field, the onlookers were surprised and said, "Hey, look at this formation, it's the little guy who wants to play against Brother Xu. Both of them are standing in the main position."
After grouping, there was a four-versus-four situation on the field. Xu Zihang, who was 1.7 meters tall in the front, faced Song Ye, who was 1.65 meters tall. The scene looked a bit funny. In everyone's eyes, this was already a game with an obvious outcome. .
"Start." The moment the basketball was thrown into the sky, two figures suddenly jumped up from the ground and reached into the air at an alarming speed.
Taking advantage of his height advantage, Xu Zihang grabbed the ball. His tall body was very flexible in mid-air. He passed Song Ye and landed directly on the ground and rushed towards the backboard. Everyone who plays in No. 3 Middle School knows a common sense, that is, once the basketball is in Xu Zihang's hands, there is no reason to let it go.
With a clang, the basketball hit the rim and passed directly through the net. Xu Zihang stood at the three-point line, his hand raised high before it fell. The confident smile on his face made his handsome face even more charming.
"Okay, Brother Xu's three-pointers are really perfect!" All the brothers on and off the court couldn't help but admire.
But at this moment, the moment the basketball fell, a white figure quickly rushed forward, hooked the ball with one hand, and moved quickly towards the opposite side.
Xu Zihang's smile froze, he turned around and ran back immediately, "Back to defense! Back to defense!"
No one thought that Song Ye, with his small body, could intercept the ball under the backboard. As soon as Xu Zihang's mind moved, he knew that she did it on purpose. He knew that he couldn't win the kick-off, so he went to intercept the ball. It was really a good trick.
But at this time, it was too late to repent.
Although Song Ye is short in stature, his movements are very flexible. The three opponents returned to defense in time and were passed by. Finally, when he got under the backboard, he raised his hand and the basketball was easily sent into the hoop. Although his posture was a bit stiff, he could This point was quickly recovered, but the smell of gunpowder suddenly broke out on the court.
Xu Zihang realized that he had underestimated the girl Song Ye. If he was not careful, he would lose miserably.
His pride did not allow him to fail, so in the subsequent confrontation, both sides devoted a lot of energy.
But the longer the fight continued, the more strange he felt.
Song Ye in front of him seemed like a novice at the beginning, with awkward postures and movements. However, after running a few more laps, his movements became more and more skillful. Finally, outside the three-point line, he raised his hand to intercept the ball. To catch the opponent's ball, the latter leaned forward, raised his wrist, and threw the ball directly in his hand.
From his condescending angle, you can clearly see the brilliance blooming on his sweat-soaked face, and even the corners of his cold lips seem to have softened, making him confident and assertive.
With a plop, and with the sound of the basketball hitting the goal frame, Xu Zihang heard his own inexplicably missed beat of heartbeat coming from his chest...
As the shot from outside the three-point line landed, the game officially ended, and the result was beyond everyone's expectations.
Seventy-eight to thirty-four, the score doubled, and the winner was Song Ye, who was not optimistic at the beginning.
"I lost." Xu Zihang raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his face. His handsome face looked a little tired in the dim light.
He did not expect such a result, but he was convinced. Because the opponent did not cheat, the two sides competed on the court, and he fully understood how strong the opponent was. Losing would only prove that his skills were inferior to others.
Song Ye grabbed a towel and was also wiping his sweat. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows, but he admired Xu Zihang a little, "Then according to the bet, you will respect me as the boss from now on and be used by me."
At this time, everyone remembered that such a thing had happened, and the smiles that had just remained on their faces quickly dissipated, and they frowned in disapproval.
Deciding who is the boss in a basketball game is already a child's play, but now they are asked to recognize a girl as the boss, what a joke.
Xu Zihang also felt that he couldn't let go of his old face.
Song Ye did not give in, his eyes became darker under the dusk, "Xu Zihang, don't forget, you still owe me your life in the clinic."